The First Emperor Said He Likes Me

Chapter 22

"But the real Fusu is also in that university. He is a graduate student. I heard that you donated a laboratory building. It just so happens that the other party is a chemistry student. It's also a fate." The man in black said with a smile.

Wen Yu met these two people in the living room of Lu Feng's house. The one in black is called Heiqian, and the one in white is called Bai Shengsheng. They are ghost messengers from the underworld.

Hei Qian put his arms around Bai Shengsheng's waist after speaking, glanced at the door, smiled slightly, and said, "It seems that you still have something to settle, let's go first." After speaking, he took Bai Shengsheng and disappeared in an instant.

Wen Yu stood at the door with his heels heavy with lead. He knew that with Zhao Zheng's ability, he must have known that he was back when he came to the living room. He deliberately pretended not to see him and let him listen to the truth. thing.

Zhao Zheng would not take his feelings into consideration.

Wen Yu smiled bleakly. After getting along for a long time, has he not clearly recognized Zhao Zheng? He is cold-hearted and cares about the rules he sets. Under the premise of Su.

Now that layer of recognition is gone too.Wen Yu once wished so much that he was not Zhao Zheng's son, but when this moment really came, Wen Yu was afraid again, he was afraid that the relationship he had had for so long was fake, he lost his identity, and Zhao Zheng treated him like a stranger generally.

"Come in." Zhao Zheng said in a cold voice.

Wen Yu didn't know how he got in, he was stiff all over, and slowly looked at Zhao Zheng behind the desk, who looked at him expressionlessly, his heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

"Uncle——" it was only when he opened his mouth that his voice was dry and hoarse, and Wen Yu's face was gloomy. He is a stranger now, so what qualifications do he have to call him Uncle Zhao Zheng?

Zhao Zheng walked around the desk with a file bag in his hand, came up to Wen Yu, and handed the file bag to Wen Yu.

"What?" Wen Yu looked up at Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng's expression was as indifferent as when they first met, and he said condescendingly: "I have already passed this villa under your name, and the housekeeper and driver are left to you—"

"I don't want it." Wen Yu said quickly.Zhao Zheng wants to draw a clear line with him and use these foreign objects to make up for it.

Zhao Zheng looked out of the window, not looking at Wen Yuyin's face that was about to cry, and said indifferently: "I intervened in the divorce of your adoptive parents. I destroyed the home you wanted. Now this villa is for you. You are not homeless."

"Zhao Zheng!!!" Wen Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted hysterically: "I thought you understood me, what kind of bullshit villa do I want, without you—" Wen Yu smiled bleakly at this point, he cared Yes, Zhao Zheng doesn't care at all.

It wouldn't be a home without you.

But Wen Yu couldn't say it anymore, he has lost confidence now, and he doesn't know whether he will make Zhao Zheng "make an exception" and "back down".Zhao Zheng peeled off his skin, and used tolerance and care to let him fall deeply into the warmth of Zhao Zheng's weaving. Then when he fell in love with him, he told him that he was just a son. Afterwards, he told himself that as long as he worked hard, he would It will impress Zhao Zheng.

Now everything is fake, and the tightly wrapped skin that Zhao Zheng put on for him was stripped off by Zhao Zheng again.

Now he is bloody and bloody, what is he still doing here?

Bring shame on yourself?

Wen Yu was confused and said with a sob: "I will move out." Thinking that the real Fusu would move in here, Wen Yu couldn't stay any longer and ran out.

After Wen Yu left, Zhao Zheng, who was standing in front of the glass window, turned his head to look at the direction Wen Yu left, frowned slightly, and said, "Meng Tian, ​​go and look at him."

Meng Tian quickly appeared in the air, said yes respectfully, and quickly disappeared again.

Wen Yu didn't know how he got back to the small apartment. He hadn't lived in it for two months, and there was a layer of dust in the apartment, with no place to set foot.He was sitting on the sofa, his head hurting, and after some time, it was already dark outside, and there was a knock on the door.

Wen Yu, who had been in a daze before, his eyes lit up when he heard the voice, and he quickly went to open the door.

Seeing that Wen Yu was really there, Gao Yang breathed a sigh of relief outside the door, and said, "You're really here. You disappeared for a day. What did you do? Why didn't you turn on the light." Gao Yang turned on the light, and was startled when he saw Wen Yu's face Jump, "What's the matter? I can't get through the phone, or I asked Meng Yi, and he said that you might be back, what's the matter? Did you quarrel with your Uncle Zhao?"

Wen Yu feels sad that he still expects Zhao Zhenghui to come to him in his heart. The other party obviously doesn't care about him, and he still thinks about Zhao Zheng so hopelessly.

It was hopeless.

"I'm not Fusu." This sentence came out better than he imagined.

"You are Wen Yu, you weren't—" Gao Yang's eyes widened halfway through speaking, and now he remembered Zhao Zheng's identity and Wen Yu's identity, and said in shock, "What did you say?"

Wen Yu laughed at himself, "I'm not Fusu, Zhao Zheng admitted the wrong person, and now I have nothing."

"Don't talk nonsense, how many brothers do you have?" Gao Yang patted Wen Yu's shoulder. He knew how much Wen Yu cared about that Uncle Zhao, but he never expected that things would turn out like this.

Seeing that Gao Yang was worried about him, Wen Yu shook his head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid."

"You better stop laughing, it's uglier than crying." Gao Yang was aggrieved by his friend, and said angrily, "He let you come out like this?"

"No, Zhao Zheng is very kind and gave me the villa." Wen Yu said calmly, "I didn't want it, well, I'll treat you to dinner and call the boss and the second to have a drink with me."

Gao Yang saw that Wen Yu who had calmed down like this didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only say: "Let's go, brother will accompany you until you get drunk or return."

That night, the four people in the dormitory found a barbecue restaurant and ordered beer. Wen Yu didn't eat anything, bottle after bottle, and got himself very drunk. He wouldn't play crazy when he was drunk, he would just sit in a chair obediently I was lost in thought, not knowing what to think.

Gao Yang carried people to send Wen Yu back, the bedding in the apartment was very damp, and Gao Yang had been drinking too much, so he turned on the air conditioner, wrapped Wen Yu up with the quilt, and left.

After Gao Yang left, Wen Yu lay on the moldy quilt and began to cry convulsively.

He didn't understand what to do, what to do, what to do.

Slowly fell asleep unconsciously.

Early the next morning, Wen Yu looked at his eyes swollen from sleep, and rubbed his face, he couldn't go on like this, live a good life, he was left with only himself.

But it's easy to think, but difficult to do.

I don’t know how the class passed in the morning. At noon, Gao Yang dragged Wen Yu out for dinner. When he got to the side of the road, Wen Yu saw the familiar black car and Zhao Zheng beside the car. Gao Yang said excitedly beside him: "It's your Uncle Zhao, he's here to look for you." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a boy wearing glasses coming out of the school gate. Zhao Zheng walked over when he saw someone.

From a distance, although they couldn't hear what the two said, they could see that Zhao Zheng was very tolerant and kind to the boy.

Soon the boy and Zhao Zheng got into the car. From the beginning to the end, Zhao Zheng didn't look at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu's heart ached, he pretended not to care, and said, "Let's go eat."

"The one just now—"

"The real Fusu." Wen Yu said.

The lunch was tasteless, and Wen Yu had a picture of Zhao Zheng holding the boy's shoulders and kindly letting the boy get into the car first.When I got back to school, I unconsciously looked up the boy's news. In fact, I didn't need to inquire, I knew it.

Boys are too good.

Su Zhisang, majoring in chemistry, graduate school, a man of the school, has been admitted to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and the funds for studying abroad are sponsored by Mr. Zhao.

Excellent student.

Wen Yu said in a low voice, "As expected of Mr. Fusu." He thought that Zhao Zheng once said that he was coquettish and childlike. If he hadn't been mistaken, Zhao Zheng might not have looked at him at all.

What is he still fantasizing about now?

The black car would stop at the school gate three times a week, during Su Zhisang's free time, Zhao Zhenghui would pick it up in person, and the two got on the car after laughing and chatting harmoniously.I met Wen Yu twice, carrying his schoolbag, crossing the road and returning to the apartment without looking sideways, but after the car drove away, he would stand on the side of the road and stare at the car in a daze.

That villa had his real young master.

There were rumors in the school that he was abandoned by Zhao Zheng, so it didn't matter what kind of uncle or nephew, now Mr. Zhao began to pursue Su Zhisang, the two matched, one was gentle and handsome, the other was rich and considerate.

That's right, when it's his turn, it's a nurturing relationship, and when it's Su Zhisang's turn, it's a love relationship.The eyes of outsiders are vicious, and the genuine and fake products are clear.

Wen Yu didn't want to belittle himself like this, but he couldn't stop his thoughts at all.

He couldn't hold on anymore, it was really difficult to continue living in the space with Zhao Zheng as if nothing had happened.

On this day, Wen Yu heard again that Su Zhisang would go to America in September, and that Mr. Zhao would immigrate there as well.He wanted to avoid the news about Zhao Zheng and Su Zhisang, but the students around him seemed to be discussing these two all the time.

He really can't stay in school anymore, he will go crazy and become what he hates.

Wen Yu took a long vacation, because he had to be busy with family affairs for a period of three months. The next time he comes back, it will be the next semester in September. At that time, there will be no Su Zhisang in the school, and Zhao Zheng will go to the United States, so he doesn’t have to Face it again.

During the long vacation, the parents had to sign and call in person, but Wen Yu handed over the leave note to the supervisor and it was quickly approved. He didn't want to think about it. He borrowed Zhao Zheng's light last time, and the dean of the department treated him differently. Look, he was asked about the scholarship this time, but he declined.

After receiving the leave request, Wen Yu counted the money earned in the account, and the lucky money that Zhao Zheng left him, which contained a lot of money. At first, Wen Yu put it away carefully and didn't want to spend it, but now he wants to spend it all, what? There is nothing left, he has half a year to travel around.

As for the napkin that he carefully kept in the wooden box in the bedside table, Wen Yu didn't want to think about it anymore.

Unique Wen Yu in the world.

Now that I think about it, I just find it ironic.

"It's good to relax." Although Wen Yu didn't say it clearly, there were rumors about Mr. Zhao and the seniors of the research institute during this period of time, which made the boss guess something. He patted Wen Yu's shoulder and said, "Wait for you to come back." , move back to the dormitory next semester, and our Four Musketeers can get together again."

Wen Yu smiled, without nodding his head in agreement or refusing, and said, "Before leaving, I invite everyone to dinner."

"Where do you want to invite, we invite you, let's have a good night." The second child refused.

Gao Yang had no objection, he was actually a little worried about Wen Yu, and only hoped that Wen Yu had really figured it out.

The small apartment has already been returned, and I only packed a few necessary clothes, and disposed of everything else. Wen Yu bought a ticket for Saturday afternoon, and planned to have fun with his brothers all night and stay in a hotel on Friday.

He now has only a backpack, nothing else, and is alone.

It's time to start over.

The author has something to say:

Zhao Zheng's attitude towards Wen Yu will be explained later

I really feel that I am a sweet essay writer. The original plan outline was to be abused to the death, but I couldn’t do it. I wrote it and said it could be bloody, but there was no abuse.

Tomorrow will be full of dog blood

Good night fairies~ [I ate too much and stayed up all night last night, and I used the claw machine to write a new chapter_(:зゝ∠)_]